Start a Dome

"I'll give you the Yingcao when you help us get rid of Yamata no Orochi."

He was obviously smiling, but there was no movement in his eyes, Yuan Nanaya said: "Not only that, as long as you are willing to help us, I can also... make Futo your shikigami."

When she said this, Budu Yuhun, who was held in her arms, didn't have any unwilling expression on his face.

She just sat quietly in Yuan Qiye's arms like a doll.

This person is a god, and the atmosphere is a bit weird.

Xia Mo shook his head: "No need, you should keep your shikigami to yourself."

"Besides, I'm not helping you guys either."

Yuan Qiye, this woman, no wonder Kenichiro Yagyu called her crazy.

To what extent is she obsessed with Yamata no Orochi?

"Chi Tong has already reported to me about the evil Buddha and Zhuyin, and the Ampere family has officially launched a wanted arrest for Ampere Liu Zhai."

Gently tapping the tatami with his fingers, Yuan Qiye said: "The only thing that makes me more curious is, I heard that you were bitten by a blood clan, right?"

"Has anything changed?"

Is she worried that something unexpected will happen to her plan?

Observing Yuan Qiye's expression, she found that she had a gentle smile from the beginning to the end. Xia Mo, who frowned, shook his head: "It's just that there have been some changes in her physique."

"Besides, the victory over the evil Buddha this time is also thanks to Mr. Zhou's Xuanyuan Sword."

"Right."

Yuan Qiye nodded slightly, and she calmly said: "The ancient Xuanyuan sword of the Zhou family is indeed comparable to the eight-foot Qiong Gouyu, or even a level higher than the divine weapon."

"However, when fighting Yamata no Orochi, according to the records of the ancients, it is only possible to kill it if you have the Bachi Qiong Gouyu and Yunwaijing."

"Anyway, Xia Mo," with his face lowered, the corners of Yuan Qiye's mouth parted slightly. "The day when the sacrifices will be sacrificed is not far away."

"You have to hurry up and become stronger."

"Otherwise, your lovely sister and those children will be sacrificed to Yamata no Orochi."

That's right, Xia Mo, Yuan Qiye, and the spirit prison team, from the beginning to the end, were not the so-called cooperative relationship at all.

After all, cooperation and cooperation are like thin paper, which can be easily torn by any party.

They are just using each other.

Since this is the case, Xia Mo will not reveal the Taixu swordsmanship that he has comprehended with the help of Xuanyuan Sword, and the berserk transformation obtained by absorbing the power of the blood clan.

The spirit prison team, spirit hunters, Hitomi Yagyu, Yuhun Fudu, Yuan Qiye.

These are all likely to be enemies in the future.

Before that, you must be extremely prepared.

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Some boring get out of class bells fell,

Pulling out the hand hidden in the drawer, Xia Mo glanced at the schedule, and prepared the books for the next class.

He didn't take it seriously when there was a rustling sound coming from beside him, but just let it ring like this.

Then very quickly, something cracked slightly.

A faint, disturbing and irritated gaze looked at Xia Mo from a certain direction without any cover.

Frowning, looking at the original snow-white wall, a small crack appeared at some point, Xia Mo casually squeezed a ball of paper, and plugged the crack.

The sense of voyeurism is gone,

Instead, there was a soft whisper.

The voice came from the other side of the wall. Xia Mo reached out and took out the ball of paper stuffed into the slit.

Then, he bent down slowly, and his black eyes met those exquisite glass-like eyes.

However, those eyes were a little dim, and Xia Mo's eyes were full of peace.

Noticing that Xia Mo had found him, the voyeur on the other side of the wall quickly looked away and blocked the slit with his palm.

With the help of the dim light, Xia Mo saw the wood-like imprint on the palm of the person on the other side of the wall.

There was no movement in the black eyes.

Talking fast during class, speaking very slowly, reciting the somewhat awkward Jian Xinjue, Xia Mo soon heard the bell for class.

The moment the bell fell, the sense of voyeurism intensified.

After stuffing the crumpled paper back into the slit, Xia Mo could still feel a faint sense of peeping.

Nothing mixed in, just pure malice.

The feeling of peeping, which was enough to make anyone shiver, made Xia Mo a little irritable.

But soon, this irritability disappeared.

While reciting the Sword Heart Jue silently, with the black death energy attached to his pupils, Xia Mo looked towards the corner of the wall.

There, a faint dead air is constantly overflowing.

It really is an evil spirit.

I just wanted to gather the wool, but I couldn't find the sheep. No, now the sheep came to the door independently.

How could this be delivered to your door? It was like hitting your head against a tree.

Instead of scaring the snake away, he dissipated the dead air in his pupils again, raised his head, and let the person behind the wall peep at him, Xia Mo set his eyes on the podium and the blackboard.

Then, his gaze became the same as that of most people in the classroom, deep and distant.

I meditate on Jianxin Jue in my heart, knowing nothing, feeling nothing, everything is so unimportant.

The real Taixu said that his sword heart was very muddy, so Xia Mo asked Zhou Xiaoxiao and Mr. Zhou specifically for this reason, and the answer he got was that he had to keep a sword heart constantly.

Only in this way can impurities be removed and purity maintained.

Just in a daze like this, no, silently chanting Jian Xinjue, and soon, the whole morning passed like this.

The moment Xia Mo got up, the peeping eyes disappeared, and he frowned with some doubts, Xia Mo looked towards the classroom next door.

"There should be a classroom next door, right?"

"It would be scary if it didn't..."

Fortunately, there is indeed a classroom next door, and it is not empty.

Looking at the long and straight girl sitting by the wall, Xia Mo's black eyes were full of calm.

This girl was the one on the road that day.

As if noticing that someone was looking at her, the black, long and straight girl raised her head dully, and her eyes met Xia Mo's.

Xia Mo gave her a friendly smile.

Unexpectedly, the girl also gave him a weird smile.

Then, this scene was seen by some people.

The eyes were almost full of filters, and seeing the two people looking at each other sweetly, some people in the classroom started picking up lemons.

Then, on the way home.

The faint sense of peeping still exists, Xia Mo walked towards the gloomy alley without changing his face,

Footsteps that were so light that you couldn't hear them if you didn't listen patiently sounded behind him. After a while, Xia Mo stopped, and the black death energy condensed into two daggers, which he held in his palm.

The moment the footsteps fell, he turned around suddenly, just as he was about to swing the dagger.

"Ah?"

Blinking his eyes, looking at the delinquents who surrounded him layer by layer, Xia Mo felt that this scene seemed familiar.

"You boy, what's the relationship with Chu Nai?"

One of them had a bad face, with a terrifying aura, and even used the tone of his hometown, saying so.

He seemed to want to give Xia Mo a bad start.

"Hina?"

Squinting his eyes slightly, Xia Mo tilted his head and looked at him: "You mean, that girl with long black hair?"

He didn't even know Chu Nai's name, so this guy fell in love with her?

Blood rushed to his head, and with a dark face, he subconsciously reached out to grab Xia Mo's neck.

Before coming, he told the brothers behind him that as long as Xia Mo dared to fight back, he would beat him to death.

Sometimes, these gangsters, these bad guys, are just for the so-called pretending, just for the sake of gaining popularity, and mobilize the crowd.

The key is that you can't do anything to them afterwards, after all, they are underage.

Somewhat ironically, Xia Mo shook his head.

He grabbed the bad wrist with his backhand, and with a slight force, 'click'.

The sound of bones cracking.

The peeping eyes were still there, and Xia Mo didn't know where the girl named Chu Nai was hiding.

But it doesn't matter, this alley is only so big.

After cleaning up these bad things, he can find her slowly.

Black death envelops his fists, and Xia Mo's eyes flicker red in the face of these bad things rushing up.

Countless afterimages flew away, but Xu Huang in front of him found that he was thrown away by these bad guys.

"Hey, do you carry a knife with you?"

The moment the knife pierced his chest, he held his wrist back, and with a little force, Xia Mo's right leg slammed into his soft abdomen.